Yin Ru Xuan once again welcomed death.
She died in the inner palace of Zhao's capital city at the age of 32, and she knew that she would soon wake up again in the old palace of Yin's old capital, in her princess Tai Temple, turning back into a 16-year-old girl, and then repeating the same fate once more.
Yin Capital City, Yin Capital
It's early summer, and the capital city is in full bloom, with flowers everywhere. The entire palace is immersed in a sweet fragrance. This is Jinxiu Xiangdu, the most prosperous place in the country, where the imperial city is located at the very center of the city, a magnificent golden palace that can be seen from afar, with interconnected pavilions and corridors.
King Yin had four sons and three daughters. Princess Yin was the youngest and also the only princess who has not yet married. Although she was not born to the queen, her birth mother was of high status and was favored by King Yin. Her palace was situated on higher ground, so it was called Tai Dian (Terrace Palace).
This day is the Bath Flower Festival, a day when all the girls of the Yin Kingdom pray to find their ideal husband. The 16-year-old Third Princess, Yin Ruxu, also looks forward to this day. The palace maids arrive early at the Tai Temple, waiting for the master of the temple to wake up. They hold the beautiful clothes brought from the south, quietly discussing how such exquisite fabrics were woven, their faces filled with envy and admiration.
At this time, in the temple, Yin Ruxu sat up from the luxurious canopy and quietly sat on the edge of the bed, her young and elegant face devoid of vitality.
As expected, she came back again. She has returned from the dead countless times, and perhaps this should be called 'rebirth'. However, for her, this rebirth is a torment because even though she knows what will happen, she cannot change anything. It's as if everything has already been set in motion, and all events can only unfold according to the decisions she made in her first life. She can only be forced to watch herself make mistakes again and again, dying repeatedly.
She had lost count of how many times it had happened, all she knew was that she was trapped like a prisoner in this time and space forever.
She had been dazed for too long, and the waiting palace maids sensed that something was amiss. One of them stepped forward, knelt down beside her, and asked: "Your Highness, your ceremonial robes have already been sent over. Aren't you going to get ready? The Bathing Flower Deity's procession will soon pass by the palace, and there's no time to lose."
Yinruo nodded slightly and stood up. The palace maid understood and let the other maids in, who all helped her wash and dress.
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